As I was beginning to enter the lift for my flat, a voice came from behind… “hey, wait…”I turned back and saw her coming, maybe she also wante... to use the lift. Anyway, I stopped the lift and she entered. While in the lift, she saw beers and smiled..“Hmmm…Akele akele”… She asked“Nai nai… You are most welcome”… I replied casually“Ha ha.. Arey I was joking, vaise bhi saransh (her son) ghar par akela h”…. She respondedThis was the point when I realised I can actually convince her… And itne me hi. I feel the pleasure shoot all the way into my pussy; I'm getting wetter and the throbbing in it is making it ache."Oh daddy, my pussy is throbbing and aching," I tell him."Oh my baby girl is really worked up. Maybe daddy should make it feel better right away and then go slower the next time," he says as he opens my thighs and rolls in between my legs.I feel him rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy lips and pressing it hard against my clit. I rise my hips up off the bed and moan yet. The place was jumping to Mutter as he entered. He squeezed his way up to the bar and ordered another beer. He didn't recognize anyone he knew, but he did notice people giving him odd looks.He sauntered over into an opening at the shiny brass rail and watched the dance floor. After a moment, he caught the eye of a girl leaning against the rail a little farther down. He didn't recognize her, but he smiled back at her. A moment later, she was standing next to him leaning against the rail.He caught. You sense that tonight is going to be very different from what your time at work was and you bend over to get the flowers and head upstairs. After gathering the first few, you see another small note under every fourth blossom:"Remove your top. Make sure the lights are out as you come up." Drop your bra." Lose the skirt." The panties too."Still skeptical about the strange notes, but getting aroused more and more by the thought of what is going on, along with the fragrance of the flowers, you do.